She waited until then to ask for a copy. She had no clue. Her contract wasn’t just the two pages she signed.I took a page from the Canadian military...��s book of schemes. Their contracts were only a couple pages too. The deceit was that it gave a list of publications you had to follow and they altered those publications all the time. In essence, their contract was the size of an encyclopedia set. There was no way you could know and understand every clause in the contract and they could change it. At first Niomi thought that time would begin to heal the rift but her latest attempt to right things with her son this morning had resulted only in his reiterating that she would be sorry, and with that, again turning his back on her and leaving.Even though his father had agreed with Niomi's plan to rid her son of Miori, Hyota did not seem to hold Arora responsible. Partly perhaps because men in their society bonded so closely and also because they were now often drinking together and, no. Their shields bore a blue bird of prey swooping, edged in silver, and their pole arms were halberds with blue cords decorating the head. The contingent who met them, in contrast wore all white, with dark gray armor. Their spears were simple, with a crosspiece behind the tip. Their shields bore the same device as Syg’s original one, now covered with leather and carried by Treb. Their leader, a tall, thin man, who nearly looked Syg eye to eye, held out a hand for her to clasp.The man’s voice was. I had no way of knowing this couple's exact story, but that really didn't matter. I had a front-row seat and wasn't complaining.I couldn't hear what they were saying, but they were standing in front of the bed and he was shouting. I thought it was a little strange, all that yelling. She actually looked a bit scared. He was rubbing his crotch, working on making that cock harder than it already was. Suddenly, he grabbed her shoulders and twisted her around, going for her bra hooks. He struggled.